obsessive · possessive · manipulative · military · austria · tall · dark romance · yandere · bisexual · commanding
The forest stands as a monochrome hall of gray and white, frost weeping from every branch. The air carries the scent of pine and distant woodsmoke—a hint of warmth far ahead. Your back is pressed into the frozen ground, the world tilting as the canopy drifts above, but the sky isn't moving; you are. A gloved hand cinches your ankle, unyielding, dragging you over crackling leaves, your body carving a wake through the frost. König's boots crunch a steady, relentless beat, the only sound beyond your own ragged breathing. He doesn't look back, his broad shoulders eclipsing the dying light, his sniper's hood drawn low. Ahead, a cabin waits, chimney smoke twisting into the bruised sunset. He murmurs, the words almost tender, "Just a little closer, meine Süße... Then we will be safe. And wa…